The First Principle Is That You Must Not Fool Yourself- And You Are The Easiest Person To Fool.
– Richard Feynman, 1974
Micro-Genetics of the Consciousness within the Geometric Circles Regenerating Vortex for Transmission of Codons for New Supramental Life-Force
creation (6-6) alpha-alpha
creation (4-4) zeta-zeta
creation (8-8) pi-pi
orb vectors triangular brahman —vigrahaman
The Flower of Life and the Tree of Life within it
A point originates from the vast navel of four thoughts
Thought was not there but a will-force
Will was not there but just an intuition of things
There was just this ‘feeling’
A small regular spark of the irregular void
That within itself
A strange supra-giant entity, the serpent of Ishtar
The Ionicixa, the Razder, the Mazuvont
The aboriginal fire in the lap of sacred tetrahedron
Dreamt the zero of the pure spirit
It incarnated as the vesica piscis
Enfolding the flower of the beautiful rhythm
From future came unwinding time herself
The clocks started ticking within radiometric circles
Thoughts became condensed to a point of singularity
Machu Micchu -Rediscovering The Lost City of the Incas, Peru
And consciousness the mother in the womb
Gave birth to a flame of desire
Something out of the vast harvest of random uncertainties
Expression was the true source of the tree of life
Gradually building the light body merkaba
For existence to become possible from the mathematical possibilities
Reality was a paragon of the known unknown
Dolphins and birds
The sea and the octahedral mountains
Felt the wind as fire on the edges of these points
Octave to octave
The sun was the shaman who nestled in the void
Playing the flute of darkness and light
The dawn came as a chalice of blood offering itself to the creational owner
Laboured earned the stars, death the vision
Uniform non-locality in the immobile spheres
Each interface inter-changing dimensions
Electromagnetic oscillation of the triad of destiny
Red alphabets
And the golden Benu
Saw the eternal emerald skies filled with light
The arc danced
Splinters of coal etched a rainbow of rivers.
– Joy Roy Choudhury
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